<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497296776660940199</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:46:25.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Golden Ashtray</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog will give you information on the issues related to the world of art &amp; literature...From Post Modern to Classics! From talented musicians to interesting novels &amp; great movies!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Golnoosh N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11293423908187222781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497296776660940199.post-6017154570230832630</id><published>2007-03-11T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:01:31.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu pe de Iaranja Lima = My Sweet Orange tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O meu pe de Iaranja Lima = My Sweet Orange tree by: Jose Mauro De Vaconcelos&lt;br /&gt;(Translated into Persian as: My Beautiful Tree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you REALLY want to know about Poverty, pure Love, Feelings, Emotions &amp; Connections…read this book, it’s definitely worth your time &amp;amp; money. Even if you’re not into reading books &amp; novels &amp;amp; stories you should still read it... It’s not just an amusing story, something more profound…Something that will truly touch your heart &amp; affect you as long as you live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, when you start reading this book, it may sound a little bit childish to you. Keep reading &amp; you’ll see how you’re going to stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first scenes are about a VERY poor Brazilian family, with lots of kids (Like most poor families…), &amp; the narrative of the whole story is a little boy from this miserable family. He starts telling you about their heart-breaking misery &amp;amp; their bad life &amp; a little bit about the society of Brazil. In these first parts you will FEEL the contrasts between the rich &amp;amp; the poor and you will never forget what you read about the poor people in this book. As a result interesting questions will arise, &amp; indirect answers &amp;amp; some conclusions are drawn; here are some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ü      Does Jesus Christ care only for rich people? Well, he seems to do so…&lt;br /&gt;ü      Is it justice that we all hope is one of the God’s traits? Many people are dying of hunger, while some others throw their leftovers away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either you are a sensitive person or a logical person; you will cry your heart out! The only ones who are not going to cry while reading this are Hitler, Saddam &amp; Bush, I guess; the ones who they themselves  made this world such a violent, cruel place by burying the poor &amp; feeding the rich &amp;amp; of course, killing innocent people &amp; drinking their blood as red wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about the second part of the book, which is more interesting &amp; sentimental than the first one; the boy, the same boy, finds a true connection &amp; a heavenly love relationship with a Portuguese millionaire. They begin to care for each other a lot &amp;amp; their relationship turns out to be even deeper than the one of a real parent &amp; his kid. &amp;amp; they got this kind of spiritual connection; as a result, they have so much fun together &amp; begin to love each other more &amp;amp; more. Purely sentimental love, (nothing about child abuse or anything like that, the millionaire wasn’t a pervert!!).&lt;br /&gt;While reading about their relationship &amp; the fun they have together, your veins are filled with a sweet joy &amp;amp; you feel happy that this melancholic story isn’t all about losing, but the feeling wont last long.&lt;br /&gt;One day, when the boy is going to school, thinking about his dear friend &amp; happy that even he -who used to be a very dissatisfied kid- has something to live for, sees an accident in the street… A car crash, a corpse with blood on the asphalt… a crowd shocked &amp;amp; frightened… Death is frightening. Kid tries to gets closer, but people don’t let him. He only gets to see a glimpse of the Portuguese…&lt;br /&gt;After that terrible event, the kid is almost dead… He’s so ill that his family is giving up hope.  They are kind &amp; nice to him, they don’t want to lose him at all, but they are almost sure that death is knocking at his door…But after a week or two, he is miraculously recovering &amp;amp; fights for his life though it’s meaningless to him now. Yes, he won’t die, he’s much too young to die, but his heart is weeping…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is NO justice…Such thing doesn’t exist at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Second Version ( Edited by my dear brother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497296776660940199-6017154570230832630?l=golnooshn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/feeds/6017154570230832630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497296776660940199&amp;postID=6017154570230832630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/6017154570230832630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/6017154570230832630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/2007/03/o-meu-pe-de-iaranja-lima-my-sweet.html' title='O meu pe de Iaranja Lima = My Sweet Orange tree'/><author><name>Golnoosh N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11293423908187222781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497296776660940199.post-1853487389576463496</id><published>2007-03-11T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:40:45.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Orange tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                  O meu pe de Iaranja Lima = My Sweet Orange tree &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                  By: Jose Mauro De Vaconcelos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;                 (Translated into Persian as: My Beautiful Tree, Derakhte Zibaye Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you REALLY want to know about Poverty, pure Love, Feelings, Emotions &amp; Connections…Go get this book &amp;amp; stick to it…Believe me, it’s definitely worth your time &amp; money. Even if you’re not, God forbid, into reading books &amp;amp; novels &amp; stories &amp;amp; you’re not a novel-reader in general, you should still read it...Reading this book has almost nothing to do with being interested in literature or novels or something, it’s purely sentimental. It’s all about true feelings, the meaning of real love &amp; the meaning of spiritual connection…It’s not just an amusing story, but something more than that, something more profound…Something that will truly touch your heart &amp;amp; affect you as long as you live. Let me give you a general view of the whole story, I know I can never create the same atmosphere, but better than nothing. Besides, I want to mention some interesting points at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;At first, when you start reading this book, it may sound a little bit childish to you &amp; you may start cursing me for introducing a nursery rhymes collection for you; well, don’t do that! Keep reading &amp; you’ll see how you’re going to stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;The first scenes are about a VERY poor Brazilian family, with lots of kids (Like any other poor families…), &amp;amp; the narrative of the whole story is a little boy from this miserable family. He starts telling you about their heart-breaking misery &amp; their bad, bad life &amp;amp; a little bit about the society of Brazil at that time. In these parts you will FEEL the contrasts between the rich &amp; the poor. I know, this is not new at all, differences between the poor &amp;amp; the poor, it’s so obvious!!! But hey, you will FEEL it, you will LIVE with it &amp; it will TEARS you up inside, you will never forget what you read about the poor people in this book. Since it’s not about angels &amp;amp; demons &amp; it’s something REAL, it MOVES you…It makes you think! Honestly, ask yourselves, how many times have you cried for the poor, miserable people?&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you cried for injustice that you always see everywhere? Besides, it imposes very interesting questions &amp;amp; gives you the answers indirectly &amp; so very moving conclusions; here are some of them: Does Jesus Christ care only for rich people? Well, he seems to do so…Is it the justice that we all hope is one of the God’s traits; many people are dying of hunger while some others throw their leftovers away? There is NO justice…Such thing doesn’t exist at all.&lt;br /&gt;While reading this book, or we’d better call it this masterpiece, you cry. Either you are a sensitive person or a logical person; you will cry your hearts out! The only ones who are not going to cry while reading this are Hitler, Saddam &amp; Bush, I guess; the ones who they themselves  made this world such a violent, cruel place by burying the poor &amp; feeding the rich &amp;amp; of course, killing innocent people &amp; drinking their blood as red wine.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I didn’t mention the names of those pigs intentionally; I wasn’t going to write about politics, wars or whatever; they just came by themselves! &amp; generally I do hate Politics &amp;amp; issues related to it…anyway… (Oh, I talk too much!)…&lt;br /&gt;The things I’ve told you so far are about the first parts of the book that give you shocking, heart-breaking images of poverty &amp; it also is full of emotions, restraint ones especially.&lt;br /&gt;Now about the second part of the book, which I believe is more interesting &amp;amp; sentimental than the first one; the boy, the same boy, finds a True connection &amp; a heavenly love relationship with a Portuguese millionaire. They begin to care for each other a lot &amp;amp; their relationship turns out to be deeper than the one of a real parent &amp; his kid. &amp;amp; they got this kind of spiritual connection &amp; feeling; as a result, they have so much fun together &amp; begin to love each other more &amp;amp; more. Purely sentimental love, (hey, nothing about child abuse or anything like that!!! The millionaire wasn’t a pervert!!).&lt;br /&gt;While reading about their relationship &amp; the fun they have together, your veins are filled with a sweet joy &amp;amp; you feel happy that this melancholic story isn’t all about losing; but, don’t go too fast…It is all about losing!&lt;br /&gt;One day, when the boy is going to school, thinking about his dear friend &amp; feeling happy that even he, who used to be a very dissatisfied kid, has something to live for, sees an accident in the street… His car was crashed &amp;amp; his corpse is there lying on the street…People are around him, shocked &amp; frightened…Death is frightening. He can’t believe his eyes; wants to get closer to his beloved dead body, but people don’t let him do that. He gets mad. After that terrible event, he is almost dead…Both physically &amp; spiritually…He can’t get out of bed &amp;amp; his poor family is waiting desperately for his death. Now they are kind &amp; nice to him, they don’t want to lose him at all, but they are almost sure that death is knocking at his door…But after a week or two, he is miraculously recovering &amp;amp; fights for his life though it’s meaningless to him, now. Yes, he won’t die, he’s much too young to die, but his heart is weeping since then…&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m not going to write about all these sad, sad things which unfortunately really exist, till morning. Today was kind of special for me &amp; I don’t want to ruin it! Let me feel good!&lt;br /&gt;After all, I strongly suggest you read this book, I confess it makes you really sad, but it’s worth it, you’re not going to lose. &amp;amp; it’s not right to be happy all the time, is it?!! Neither is it right to feel sad only for our personal interests. So let’s care about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497296776660940199-1853487389576463496?l=golnooshn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/feeds/1853487389576463496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497296776660940199&amp;postID=1853487389576463496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/1853487389576463496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/1853487389576463496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-sweet-orange-tree.html' title='My Sweet Orange tree'/><author><name>Golnoosh N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11293423908187222781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497296776660940199.post-2488617381087032319</id><published>2007-03-11T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T06:14:14.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Damage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just watched a GREAT movie named ((the DAMAGE)). (I wasn't alone while watching it; I was with my mom &amp; my older brother)...&amp;amp; I came here just because I can't help writing about this profound film....I don't know if the story of the film was true or not....but doesn't matter, 'cause it may happen in real life as well...oh God...I’m scared!! ! (Don't worry it wasn't one of those stupid horror movies), I'm scared because it was much more scary than those horror movies with those special effects. The main character was ((Juliet Binoche)) &amp; as you might know, she's a hell of an actress...God only knows how talented she is in acting...I have seen bunch of her movies, in which she played different roles, &amp;amp; believe me she acts so beautifully, so skillfully, you might just think that ((this is her own real life!)). She is my favorite actress at the moment (well...after Julia Roberts!) &amp; she CAN express any feelings, I like her esp. when she's got her sad-sweet expression on her face, oh, it's full of emotions! Well...I wasn't supposed to write about her great capability...I was gonna talk about the movie...aha (another thing about the actors of the movie), the man was ((Jeremy Irons)); he is English (well at least whenever I’ve seen him in various movies, he talked with pure British accent) &amp; mainly plays in romance, Shakespeare-alike (!) movies. He is a capable actor, too...but...i don't know...he's kinda cold &amp;amp; emotionless(maybe)...(leave him alone...not my type!!), oh....I’m sorry I was gonna tell you about this amazing movie, instead I talked &amp; talked about my feelings about the actors(shame on me!), but still not too late, so here's a summary of the story of the film:...Anna(Juliet Binoche) was the girlfriend of the Brussels’s Minister's son, Martin. But things didn't turn out the way they were supposed to...Minister(Jeremy Irons) fell in love with his own son's gf, Anna...&amp;amp; Anna too seemed to love him &amp; they began a relationship as lovers...Minister was so madly in love with her &amp;amp; wanted her so badly...&amp; I think they had lots of sex &amp;amp; stuff like that...but of course they didn't want ANYONE to get to know their dirty secret...after awhile, Martin asked Anna to marry him &amp; guess what?! she said yes...awhile before their marriage, Anna &amp;amp; the Minister decided to rescue everybody's lives ended their relationship, but just before their marriage, Anna asked the Minister to come over to her place, for the one last time maybe. When they were together in Anna's apartment, &amp; they were, you know, in bed, having sex (as usual), OH, NOooOOo, the worst thing that could happen, happened!!! Martin caught them in that situation....&amp;amp; you know he did what?!-simply killed himself!!!! Oh, no, for Christ's sake!!! Believe me guys...I’m not lying to you...he DID kill himself...&lt;br /&gt;Now the end of the story: The Minister quit his family &amp; his job &amp;amp; his everything &amp; began to travel...like a gipsy for example...&amp;amp; Anna finally got married to one of her childhood best friends, well...the scene of her wedding wasn't shown in this SAD movie, just at the end of the film, the formerly(!) Minister said that in the rest of his life, he saw Anna only once (at the airport), (she didn't see him, though...) &amp; she was with Peter (her childhood best friend) &amp;amp; was holding a kid...&amp; that she was no different from any other women...&lt;br /&gt;Well, friends, i tried my best to give the general atmosphere of the movie, but still remains many interesting details, so you'd better watch the movie by yourself... you may get disappointed with loving someone who isn't meant to be yours....but not with me introducing GOOD movies!!! Apart from that, it is definitely worth watching, &amp;amp; after watching it, you won't think that your precious (!) time is wasted; on the contrary, you'll be feeling good because of watching a wonderful movie but a little bit sadness will accompany your good feeling &amp; that sadness is created because of the grief &amp;amp; pity for the poor characters of the story, which again shows the goodness of the movie (because it impressed you &amp;amp; touched your hearts...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497296776660940199-2488617381087032319?l=golnooshn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/feeds/2488617381087032319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497296776660940199&amp;postID=2488617381087032319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/2488617381087032319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/2488617381087032319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/2007/03/damage.html' title='The Damage'/><author><name>Golnoosh N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11293423908187222781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497296776660940199.post-1180473835215741617</id><published>2007-03-03T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T12:13:38.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Awesome Finnish Rock Band, NEGATIVE</title><content type='html'>Hi every body!!! I'm so bored at the moment, so I just felt like writing about one of my new favorite bands, NEGATIVE!!! They are from Finland (the same as HIM, rasmus, sentenced, 69 eyes, charon &amp;...) well , they are not as popular as HIM...but that doesn't show their lack of musical talent or whatever, hey...they are very young &amp;amp; pretty (as you can see in this pic)! I believe that the vocalist, JONNE AARON, is a talented rock musician, cause he's got those emotional beautiful melancholic lyrics &amp; a very deep voice...!wow...lemme tell you about their beautiful rock melodies which are melancholic as well...&amp;amp; thier mind-blowing guitar riffs!!! And please remember that Negative usually stays at the top in Finnish charts, cause they are really well-known &amp; well-liked in Finland... their home town is Tampere (unlike HIM whose hometown is Helsinki), but they are very good friends with HIM (at least i know that Jonne is one of Ville`s dear friends). According to their own saying, Negative plays ((emotional rock 'n roll)) ;  they have released 3 albums so far: War of Love (2002), Sweet &amp; Decietful (2004), Anorectic (2006). Okay  guys...to sum up, I strongly recommend you check em out!!! Especially if you enjoy rock or metal music...you won`t get disappointed, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;p.s.Their official website is: www.negative.fi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497296776660940199-1180473835215741617?l=golnooshn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/feeds/1180473835215741617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497296776660940199&amp;postID=1180473835215741617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/1180473835215741617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/1180473835215741617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-awesome-finnish-rock-band.html' title='Another Awesome Finnish Rock Band, NEGATIVE'/><author><name>Golnoosh N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11293423908187222781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497296776660940199.post-1555251606441581734</id><published>2007-03-03T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T07:02:07.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Am Writing Here</title><content type='html'>I've  created this blog to write about things I'm interested in &amp; think people like them as well. So I'm gonna write about NOVELS, BOOKS, FICTIONS, MOVIES, MUSIC, BANDS, SONGS, ARTISTS etc...&amp;amp; I'm gonna introduce interesting books, films &amp; bands here. By the way, I sometimes write short stories &amp;amp; stuff like that, so I'll post some of em here for you to read. That's it, friends, if you're into these things, come &amp; read my blog &amp;amp; gimme your comments, I'll be glad.&lt;br /&gt; Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497296776660940199-1555251606441581734?l=golnooshn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/feeds/1555251606441581734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497296776660940199&amp;postID=1555251606441581734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/1555251606441581734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/1555251606441581734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-i-am-writing-here.html' title='What I Am Writing Here'/><author><name>Golnoosh N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11293423908187222781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497296776660940199.post-3851812203785975040</id><published>2007-02-27T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T12:14:01.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Hi everybody!!! This is the first time I'm posting in my OWN blog! A real blog! Well, before creating this blog, I always posted things in my 360 blog, but since it doesn't have a certain address &amp; name &amp;amp; so it was difficult for my audience(!!) to go &amp; find my blog on 360, I've created this one...I need to confess I'm happy about it! I'm addicted to reading good books &amp;amp; writing nonsense...so here I am, baby! check it out! I become very happy when people read the things I write &amp; let me know what they think of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt; Enjoy your life; as it is enjoyable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497296776660940199-3851812203785975040?l=golnooshn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/feeds/3851812203785975040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497296776660940199&amp;postID=3851812203785975040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/3851812203785975040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497296776660940199/posts/default/3851812203785975040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golnooshn.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post!!'/><author><name>Golnoosh N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11293423908187222781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
